Fifth, the incense on the other side evokes floating dreams

The stars are twinkling and the breeze is cool......

What am I doing?

I...... What should be done?

The gaze flows with the movement of the body, and the eye is reflected in the sea of white flowers, in which people are eagerly searching, stirring up pieces of white waves?

The ethereal fragrance swept the tip of his nose, and he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart-

What smells good? is better than all the incense and gelatins that I have experienced in this life, but my heart is deliberately evading, so that there is a trace of bitterness......

Resemble......

It's like the volley tea of Jiangbei Sichen Temple, just take a sip-

From sweet to bitter, the fragrance turns around, and then finally turns into nothingness, but the fragrance lasts for a long time, better than the big dream of three lives? I remember that at that time, the master of dust said meaningfully-

Who can live without fault in a hundred years? It's just a game in the world, and it's just a red dust.

Do you still remember the master's last meaningful look, which seemed to see the soul through the body? I can't describe it.

But—

I always feel like I'm not looking at a living person......

That look is so hard to understand that it is so clear in my mind at this moment? At the same time, the ears echoed with the game of the world, but the game of the world, the game of the world......

Afterward? The elders of the Sichen Temple all said that Master Chenyu had been a little crazy since the last retreat? Speaking of it, they all call Amitabha Buddha good, but I don't know that a sentence that I didn't care about at this time has become a prophecy that makes people laugh and cry how many years later?

At least for now, no one knows.

The fragrance lingered, it smelled sad, and suddenly a slender figure in sight? Dressed in white and with a light hair? The wisps are scattered among the flowers, and the place seems to bring a more profound fragrance......

As your gaze moves, do you feel that this person who sees the world from this perspective is desperately running among the flowers? But it is not under the control of my consciousness, and can only rise and fall with it.

Am I like an uninvited bystander, looking at everything here from this person's point of view? Watching Yiren Fangying get closer and closer, but the closer it gets, the more it gives people a subtle feeling that they will ride the wind at any time and go straight to the clouds?

And I, or the person who was with me at this time, felt powerless and hesitant about it.

A feeling of suffocation arises spontaneously, from the mouth of the heart? It's like choking the throat.

I saw the beauty in front of me if she felt something, and Yingying turned around? Clear eyes crashed into my line of sight, and I smiled?

It is as if the petals fall into the calm and waveless deep water, quietly rippling~

It's not heavy, but it's fluttering, long-lasting, and endless......

The heart seems to have missed a beat in an instant? Or rather, the feeling of forgetting the heartbeat in an instant-

Her figure was full of mere sight, and nothing else.

I seem to suddenly hear the sound of the moon gradually consuming? What follows is not light, trance is the darkness of the never-ending day, you can't see the boundary, you can't find the feeling.

It makes me unnaturally a little scared, scared......

Why the fear?

There is a premonition in the dark, and at this time, I have no way of knowing and can do nothing......

Watch her reach out and pick up a petal, and gently brush it on her cheeks with a hint of fragrance? Gently sweep over lips.

The soft touch at the corners of the lips, like a beautiful jade finger caressing? It seems that I also feel the feeling of the petals on her fingertips strangely, the shallow, delicate and precious strength, which makes people greedy......

In her deep eyes, I was finally able to see the reflection of 'me' at this time-

Dressed in a dark robe, faintly carrying the dark lines of the silent and unignorable mandala flower? In the blurry eyes that seem to be drunk but not drunk? stirred the complicated look of struggle, pain and entanglement.

The Yiren didn't seem to notice the different colors of 'me', and raised his hand to pick up a white delicate flower and handed it to him? At this time, I noticed that the waist-length sea of beautiful flowers was actually a white manzhu sawa?

The pure white of holiness reflects the half-bright and half-extinguished skylight? Don't be weird and poignant, don't be -

Gorgeous and desolate.

Why does it feel this way, why?

In a trance, I felt that my hand was raised, skipping the delicate flowers in her hands, and skipping her green jade fingers, and I almost paused? Suddenly, his wrist turned and clasped her wrist, pulled the beauty into his arms, and hugged her tightly!

As if it will fly away as soon as you let go? No longer close to the close, with an almost frightened strength and mood.

One such time? I don't know, this feeling is close to the feeling of personal experience.

Feel your own stiffness, feel her suppleness and gentleness, feel the excitement of the moment, feel the ......

Indescribable satisfaction and apprehension.

It seems that once upon a time, I also hugged her into my arms......

Who is she?

She seemed to stiffen for a moment, and her eyes showed an inquiring look.

Looking down, I saw that the deep dark eyes of 'I' in her eyes were infinitely enlarged, until it seemed that the eyelashes gently swept each other in front of each other's eyes? will stop.

The lips fall on the delicate cherry pink lips like flowers in front of you, and you are not precious with emotion? wants to possess, wants to care, and wants to destroy, the combination of contradictions, but people don't feel disgusted, but feel that it is so natural to appear between these two people?

He tossed and turned gently between her lips and teeth, opened up the territory to explore the fragrance, tossed and turned gently to death, with a trance to death love?

At this point, that kind of pain faintly tuggs at the heart, and spreads rapidly with an increasingly intense trend? Who's shouting, it seems? Heart-rending –

Don't, don't!!don't!!

The tone trembled with fear, but it didn't seem like it came from the ear, but it was more like some kind of inner struggle call? But it didn't disturb the two of them to be entangled, and the spring water was clear.

There was a hint of ignorance and innocence in her eyes in a daze, and her eyes were as clear as waves like a spring breeze in March? Blowing through the sky and feeling a little ripple? Steaming up the mist, blowing a pool of spring water.

A touch of blush flew up her cheeks, like a delicate peach blossom blooming on the branches in spring? Even in the soft and delicate, there is a trace of ignorance, immaturity, purity and innocence, which is more pitiful, but the fire of plunder is ignited in the heart?

Starfire –

It's enough to start a prairie fire.

Between the lips and teeth, the air pressure is squeezed out and gradually compresses the chest, and the heartbeat is like a drum and more rapid? The lips and teeth are separated and closed, but a small particle the size of a flower seed is spent in the entanglement, and it is crossed into her mouth at the most difficult moment of breath exchange, and it is too late to regret it, and the mouth melts?

As soon as they froze, the dark pain in the woman's eyes intertwined, and she groaned in pain...... Is it hard to suppress it from the throat?

She seemed to laugh and cry and broke with the wind, indistinguishable, heartache and disappointment, and her resolute eyes? But it's terrifying.

With pain in her eyes, with unwillingness and anger? Give it a push!

Withdrew from the embrace.

But in exchange for her own unsteady footing, her steps were soft, and she stumbled? She reached out in pain that bordered on spasm, clutching her heart.

You can see that under the pale knuckles, the blood veins are faintly revealed, extending complex veins under the warm and white skin that is almost jade?

The look in her eyes was no longer affectionate, like a painful and chilling heart, turning into a flickering cold light as sharp as a fragment?

And at this time, in my eyes, the pain is multiplied, more like putting my heart on the shards and pulsating? Every beating and contraction is like a splinter, until it turns into a fragment of the ground? Sen Ran's pain and flesh were blurred, and he couldn't extricate himself.

How do you know that her eyes are broken, and how can it not be a woman's heart that was once full of enthusiasm and expectation?

The woman is stumbling and about to fall?

I subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull, and my body reacted in the same way, stretching out my hands, jade-like cold and pale skin, and well-proportioned knuckles like jade carvings? At this moment, I couldn't help but tremble a little.

She sneered and waved her sleeves away, and that posture would rather fall than touch his hands again? I was about to suffocate with a throbbing pain, and I was anxious to take a step forward! The action is frozen at the moment when you are about to lift your feet?

I saw the woman falling backwards, and the green silk was flying? landed on a purple robe, and scratched without a trace......

I don't know if it's the smoothness of the green silk or the smoothness of the robe?

None of them are implicated in the slightest -

The wind blows, and there is no trace.

Like him? and her.

I don't know when a purple figure appeared behind her, holding her waist with one hand and gently pressing the other against her shoulder and neck? It's like holding a fragile glass product, with a precious strength, but it is extremely gentle? Cherish.

The woman smiled with difficulty in his arms, even if she looked tired? I can't stop a smile from the heart, innocent and bright.

The man pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with remorse and heartache that could not be concealed? But she couldn't bear to let her see the complicated eyes of harshness, so she had no choice but to look away.

The woman smiled helplessly, and looked back when she looked back?

In her eyes, I saw the man in the dark clothes in her eyes with a dull expression, and his hand raised to make a gesture of wanting to help? But he froze in mid-air and didn't have time to take it back.

The fingertips trembled uncontrollably, like a broken flower trembling in the wind? The face is paler than jade—lifeless.

The painful entanglement in her eyes and the remorse that could not be concealed emanated, but her eyes were full of her shadow, and she couldn't tolerate anything else?

But in her eyes?

No more—there is him.

Looking at the two people in front of them, the posture is gentle and natural, as if they have been tacit understanding for many years? Easy-going and cherished without lust, so intimate and natural?

My heart suddenly ached, and I saw the woman smile sadly? How poignant is it to quietly bloom in the blooming flowers, more like the flowers in full bloom?

Will it fall with the wind at any time, and go back with the wind? Until I—

There was no trace of her again.

The woman's lips were flushed, and her body leaned weakly into the arms of the man in purple, she closed her eyes and rejected me with a gesture of refusal, rejecting me from this person's point of view at this time, rejecting this 'me' concerned eyes, exuding a resolute gesture of rejecting everything about 'me'.

Sudden heartache like thunder all over the body? Uncontrollable trembling, like a child who has lost the only warmth in the world swaying in the cold wind? Scattered.

A little candlelight in the dark? Gradually drowned in darkness, no longer lifeless, sinking into darkness.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she was not looking at me, but this man in Xuanyi!

But who knows?

Xiaomeng Butterfly, is this body a person in the game or a butterfly in a dream? And this kind of personal experience made me unable to withdraw for a while, and brought myself into this role.

It's as if such a scene is so familiar, as if, the person she rejects is not this 'me', but the real me......

The man in purple on the opposite side hugged her horizontally and stared deeply at her, as if he saw everything? It was like an empty look in his eyes, swept away.

The corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, and if you sweep it with a gentle smile, how amorous it is? But at this time, Quanhua was cold, like a fine ice floe slowly flowing in the water, as if with the snow on the top of a distant mountain?

It's cold to the bone.

My heart seemed to be crushed and shattered in the sharp edges and corners of this ice floe, and the coldness swept over me with a belated pain! Can't speak or act for a while?

The man in purple picked up the beautiful woman and turned around, step by step into the distance? Step through with a firm and protective attitude.

Centered on the land he has stepped on? A strange blush spreads—

Consciously, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to keep the more distant figure in his eyes at this moment! But unable to act in the midst of heartache?

Painful and stiff.

I saw the striking red quickly spread, to the edge of my vision.

In the fading figure and the half-bright and half-extinguished skylight, set off a gust of wind? Blowing demon red all over the ground.

Like a bustling end and desolate, all the words are in?

Blink again—

Everything is gone, gone.

Look down at your feet?

Only one white flower left? It was a flower that she handed over with her own hands, so delicate and seductive......

I'm bent down and want to reach out and pick it up? But the white flowers melted away like wind and sand in an instant, turned into a cloud of dust, and blended into it? I can't find it.

Suddenly, the bright light reflected the eyes, and the surroundings were dazzlingly white? In a trance, I heard Qingli's female voice with resentment and anger, and her helpless voice turned into a leisurely sigh? Spread out lightly in the wind, turning into ripples in the wind-

If you are in the next life, you will never be with you!

Who said that?!

Every word is like a golden stone, full of determination, full of chagrin?

The woman's complicated and helpless look at the last moment appeared in her heart, and the back of the departure seemed to be imprinted in her heart? It also turned into a faint sigh, but it could not be erased again, until, until—

Until it becomes a nightmare, and then suddenly it is suddenly bright and dazzling in some inadvertent way that cannot be ignored?

Leap into my heart.

Half-asleep and half-awake, the man's voice was clear and resolute, and he felt in his consciousness that he was a purple-robed man, and such a feeling? It comes from an indescribable intuition.

"I shouldn't have let go if I knew this, if in the next life, tell her to polish her eyes, and then recognize and clear her heart! Again, do, decide, take! ”

Listening to the voice, it seems that you can think of the man's angry and cold demeanor, and think of her figure snuggling up to him?

Awakened!

Sitting up suddenly, Sima Xuan raised his hand to support his forehead, and was shocked to find cold sweat dripping? Erase it with your hand.

Fangcai, is it a dream?